Showing posts with label Francis Picabia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Francis Picabia. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Francis Picabia ... Untitled drawing & poem





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Gstaad

The sea pitches endlessly
The role mirrors her pupils
From memory
So mirthful
Swaying of gravity
Expresses a resonance
Of constant desires
I have excuses
And lack strength and courage
influence is a useless thing
She is the most beautiful of the women
On my mind 

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Thursday, September 24, 2009

Francis Picabia...





“The eyes of sleepwalkers
are scented
with the madness
of centrifugal
magnetization”


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covers from the Litterature journal


"One must become acquainted with everybody except oneself; one must not know which sex one belongs to; I do not care whether I am male or female, I do not admire men more than I do women. Having no virtue, I am assured of not suffering from them. Many people seek the road which can lead them to their ideal: I have no ideal; the person who parades his ideal is only an arriviste..."